Tumbling, before I'm falling, as I go crashing into the dirt.
Once more I'm wearing my emotions on my sleeves, and I've brought no wet wipes to help clean up the mess.
Tomorrow brings a new hell, and living life in suspensive harmony.
I surely loathe tomorrow.
I rarely want today.
I rarely want.
Rarely today.
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Today, I want.
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Some of the thoughts that run through my head; the one's I'm not ashamed to put down on paper.
So, this is me...well, a part of me.
- buh.ran.done©
- Ogden, UT, United States
- I'm just a regular guy, who had his problems. Taking care of them is the easy part...preparing for new ones is the challenge. I hit a rough patch a few years back and while you may choose to be offended by the things that I write, I don't apologize for documenting my feelings.
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